An Unknown Dimension

As a whisperer to earths and heavens,
And a wanderer with an ancient heritage,
A nomad with a distant destined future,
Nearing to the point where everything halts,
Abrupt discovery of an unknown universe,
Through a dimension unbeknown to him,
As he starts to swim into her galactic eyes,
Fading into her warm hallowed curves,
Dancing to her rhythmic smiling beats,
Playing an instrument on her delicate skin,
A melodious musical just between the two,
Under celestial guidance to forever bloom,
And until that day arrives, he sends letters,
Of many hugs and kisses, and of infinite love.

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An Evolving Butterfly

Walking on a new land,
Hastening my pace,
To enter a garden,
The atmosphere evolves,
A new act of a scene in a play,
Warmth in its core,
Night befalls,
Clear sky,
Bright stars,
Majestic full moon,
And I find her –
Independent and surviving,
Colourful with a tint of struggle,
And so, I decide to halt,
Observing her wings blossom,
But it will take time,
Then I begin to move on,
Yet, I glimpse one last time,
Her passionate soul yearns to dance,
Taking my breaths away,
A free butterfly,
And so, I stay a bit longer,
Treasuring her presence,
And patiently awaiting the unknown future.

To Reach Her Heartbeat

A sudden movement of a pulsating star
Might indicate a celestial heartbeat,
One that awaits many hugs and kisses,
Awaiting on the shores of hope,
Listening to the whispers of life,
Leaving footprints on our sand,
Now constellations start to play darts,
And I might have missed the bullseye,
But I still look towards the pulsating star,
Hoping to reach her heartbeats, one day.

Mirrors in my Inner Core

I shall find my mirroring windows,
And glance outside my inner core,
The balcony doors will be opened,
And I shall invite her to a nice play,
A performance about my dance,
Perfected by her long crimson dress,
Elegance mirrored in her glorious
Eyes that only stares at my dance,
Which was choreographed for her
Soft ruby lips and her winged hands,
Fly higher than the closing curtains,
Pluck out your lilies and my roses,
And disperse them around us like
A circle where we can dance under
This starry night reflected through
Those mirroring windows, and so,
Allow me to grab your adventurous
Body and commence another dance.

A Child’s Game

Raise your level of imagination,
To that of a child building those
Blocks of letters, stacking them,
With that contagious tiny smile,
He might get absorbed into the
Colours and use that to solve a
Problem that he himself might
Have created, but he will feel
A challenge with exhilarating
Rush of emotions once logical
Reasons permits him to finish,
Or he might endure one more
Rule of his own creation where
The edges of perfectly-shaped
Letter cubes should be aligned,
Or not, as it depends on his brain
Waves cooperating with his heart
To beat for a vibrant self-portrait,
Here, creativity was explored with
A bunch of wooden cubes, see,
One might disregard the details to
Conclude that it is ever so boring,
But maybe you just need to raise
Your level of imagination, and
Observe those friendly monsters
Surrounding this child to play with
Him this simple but awesome game.

Another Letter Emerges

Wow! The letter J once had
An impact so great that drums of
Universe would pierce my cage,
It is my past stored in archives,
But as of today, now, in the era
Defined by many referendums,
I now form a campaign with one
Particular letter to somehow
Grant me a wish to fulfil my
Organic human needs: soulmate!

Whether you believe in such a notion
Depends on the distance between
The two of you where time is a
Function superimposing velocity on
This rapid world skipping many
Heartbeats for few coins as if
A collector meant to flash the
Headlines of economic magazines;
Pause! Pace your pulsating breaths;
Now play your part in this dance.

Keep wondering your wondrous
Minds about this Universe’s wonders,
For I have created invitation letters
To this winter’s dance recital after the short
Interviews during summer and autumn,
For a dramatic act in a Shakespearean
Theatrical play to be screened in spring.
Ay! I will be directing their souls into
My heart’s secret chambers, and as of
Today, now, this moment, this second –

Indeed, the letter J transformed into another,
And as I hunt down their delicate souls,
I might just as well clash into them
Altogether, and create a big bang bigger
Than the bangs of bonfires of my Universe,
Celebrating the infinite possibilities with them
Or none at all as the heart plays back a
Recorded message about – no, stop!
Pause! Have faith, poet, have faith! Okay,
Now play! Play along, new letter, play!

Let the races begin as the chariots
Swarm the gladiators’ arena of love,
Just brave enough to sing romantic
Melodies written in ancient scrolls,
And even when out of tune, one
Will tune it back to its best form
Assisted by her free mind to free
Her soul and fly her eyes onto a
Nightingale’s freedom: soulmate,
There and then, the stage curtains kiss.